In fact, He Xiangyu knew very well that with the addition of Lei Juexian and Wu Baitian, the role of her guide was becoming more and more slim. After coming to Salt Lake City, her guide could even be ignored.

Although she participated in several wars and battles in Salt Lake City, she did not feel that she had made contributions to accepting semi-sacred artifacts.

Holding the blood-red drum in his hand, He Xiangyu felt that the drum was getting richer and richer. She liked the drum from the bottom of her heart, but she didn't dare to accept it, for fear that it was Lin Yi's test of her loyalty.

At this time, Wu Baitian suddenly came over, held her shoulders, and pulled her aside.

Wu Baitianyu said to her earnestly: "Sister, tell my sister the truth, do you like this drum of salvation?"

He Xiangyu pondered for a moment, and Bei Teeth bit her lower lip and nodded heavily.

"Isn't this a matter of affair? You like this little drum from the bottom of your heart. Lin Yi sincerely gave it to you. You'll just accept it. If you feel guilty, then how about helping Lin Yi kill a few more powerful enemies in the future to repay the kindness?"

He Xiangyu looked up and looked at Wu Baitian with gratitude in her eyes.

"Well, sister, thank you. I will listen to you and accept this little drum. I will charge forward in the future and will definitely help Lin Yi kill more powerful enemies!"

"That's right. Although we are daughters, we can't do things as mother-in-law. Look at Lin Yi, who is open-minded, dares to act, dares to fight and kill. He is surprisingly thick-skinned when he should be thick-skinned. He is a good role model for us to learn from." Wu Baitian said while patting He Xiangyu's shoulders.

When He Xiangyu heard this, she was so amazed and laughed.

If we let all of us women learn from Lin Yi, wouldn’t we all become men’s women?

Lin Yi sat on the ground and divided the spoils, and then began to count the total number of semi-sacred weapons in the team.

Lin Yi has a half-holy weapon ring that can release terrifying bombardment waves. Only Lin Yi can release shock waves one after another. Even if it turns into Wu Feitian, he can only release four or five times at most, and the demonic energy in his body will be evacuated.

This semi-holy circle can be regarded as the treasure of Lin Yi's team.

In addition, Wu Baitian has a semi-holy ebony hairpin. The wooden hairpin is very magical. The material used is neither gold nor jade, nor copper nor iron. It looks like it is really a wooden hairpin.

But who could have imagined that such an inconspicuous wooden hairpin could turn into a galaxy from the sky under Wu Baitian's full force, and countless starlight could swallow and burn hundreds of thousands of troops.

This is the second killer weapon of Lin Yi's team.

Lei Juexian's reincarnation halberd, Xue'er's flute of death, and He Xiangyu's drum of salvation are definitely three major killing weapons for Lin Yi's team.

The horror of these three killing weapons is no doubt, but what the three of them lack now is how to skillfully use the semi-holy weapon in their hands.

Because before this, they had never been exposed to semi-holy artifacts, and suddenly they were pregnant with treasures, and they felt like they were sitting on the treasure mountain and didn't know how to dig for treasures.

Lin Yi himself first inspired to use three major killing weapons. After mastering them skillfully, he taught the three girls how to use them step by step and how to use them skillfully.

This made this forest hundreds of miles in a radius of pain. Under the fierce battle between Lin Yi and Hei Shi and others, this place had long been transformed into a ruin. Now, after being bombarded by three girls, it has become a desert that has never grown.

When the vulgar dragon came back, he happened to see the scene of dust covering the sky, thunder rumbling, and the earth shaking. He was so scared that he quickly retreated far away. He observed it for a long time before he dared to come back.

The vulgar dragon thought it was the demon monk Saman, so he personally led the Buddhist army to fight over and was in a fierce battle with Lin Yi and the others.

But the dust from the sky dissipated, the God of Thunder disappeared, the ground no longer moved, and the mountain no longer shook. The vulgar dragon was shocked to discover that the three women who caused such terrifying destructive power in this radius of hundreds of miles were actually its dear Sister Xueer, Lei Juexian, and He Xiangyu.

The vulgar dragon stared at the semi-holy weapon in the hands of the three women and was jealous. It flew in front of Lin Yi with a shy face and muttered that it wanted to ask for the semi-holy weapon.

"You guy is a powerful Dragon Emperor, but a pure man. If you want to find Qinglong to grab it by yourself, why do you feel shy and like a woman in front of me?"

Lin Yi said to the vulgar dragon in anger.

"What? Then Qinglong actually has a semi-holy weapon in his hand?"

The vulgar dragon looked at Lin Yi with his eyes radiating, and Harazi was almost flowing out.

"Stay away from me and don't drip your saliva on me."

Lin Yi raised his hand and patted the despicable dragon's head, and smiled and said, "I just heard Wu Baitian say that Qinglong, the eldest disciple of the demon monk Saman, has a Netherworld Flag. That flag is the head of the four death semi-holy tools. Its power is definitely only higher than the Death Octave and they will definitely not be lower than them. How about it? Are you interested?"

"Yes! Of course I'm interested!"

The vulgar dragon rubbed a pair of dragon claws and instantly turned into a man with a human dragon head in front of Lin Yi. He smiled and urged Lin Yi: "Master, what are you waiting for? Let's set off now, kill into the demon monk's nest, and destroy the entire Buddha! Don't worry about Qinglong, leave it to my old dragon to clean up! A mixed-blooded beast dares to call himself Qinglong? His grandma, I Laolong promised to beat him so that he didn't even know him!"

Lin Yi wrapped his hands around his chest, looked at the three stunning women who were bombing in the distant sky, and smiled at the wretched dragon, "Why are you anxious? If you want to fight, you have to wait for the soldiers to be trained. It has been half a day since today, so let Xueer and the others train for another half a day. Tomorrow morning, we will set off and kill the demon monk's nest!"

"Okay, master, let's see this time. My old dragon will definitely kill all directions under your wise leadership, killing the bullshit Buddha and the corpse tribe's butts!"

The vulgar dragon was slapped again.

Wu Baitian looked at him in disgust and turned around immediately.

...

In the middle of Salt Lake City, there is a temple, where thirteen pagodas are erected.

Among them, twelve pagodas are surrounded by a circle, surrounding a white pagoda in the center.

The white pagoda was very magnificent and majestic, with a height of 500 meters, nearly a hundred meters higher than the twelve pagodas around it.

Around the temple, whether it is close to thick walls or a hundred miles around the temple, there are tribes of all sizes.

These tribes include hundreds of tribes, all of which are old men and women and children, and there is almost no young and strong men.

These hundreds of small tribes survive outside the temple, all relying on the garbage thrown out of the temple every day.

But don't underestimate these old men and women and children. As long as the Buddhists give their orders, they will all become the most fearless warriors.
Chapter completed!